Moongirl
You think you’re cool but it’s just another distraction You’re not immune to the rules of attraction Was it true we embraced in ’69? Did
February 7, 2021
You think you’re cool but it’s just another distraction You’re not immune to the rules of attraction Was it true we embraced in ’69? Did
All this energy Opened up by you Satiate me deep My robots go wild Metal arms once flailing Now have nothing to do Nothing to
Don’t mind the roadkill With the spiral t.v. eyes Don’t worry baby They’ve been dead for a long time Still I’d lock the doors See
White papers strewn down Hazel avenue Across manicured lawns Yellow school bus waves its red arm Here we have everything Everything but the spark The
Can’t smoke any more cigarettes So I’m playing the synergistic effect Of stolen pills like little jets And the promise of the motorcycle roar Across
Things happen little chameleon Hold you harmless and indemnify It’s a big surprise: Odd wounds from even burns gradually heal over Is it death has
All this energy Opened up by you Satiate me deep My robots go wild Metal arms once flailing, swinging at ghosts Now have nothing to
Hit the ground with my head in a splint Trudgin’ through my urban myth Labor under misapprehension That baby in me loves depression As far